"For twenty days, I only want you to fight for me wholeheartedly for twenty days. No matter how many soldiers die in the battle, I don't want to hear any complaints. After twenty days, no matter what you do, I will forgive you."
Downton bent his fingers and knocked on the table.
The chiefs looked at each other.
"With all due respect, it is simply impossible for you to capture the Elf City in twenty days."
The upright Chief Frostfire gave some advice.
"That's what I need to worry about."
Downton's reply was simple.
After unifying their thoughts, the offensive began.
The chiefs couldn't figure out Downton's thoughts, which actually made them jealous. And because he was personally in charge, they didn't dare to cheat and cheat, so they all tried their best.
After all, with Downton's victory on the Eastern Front, his status has become one of the top people on this continent.
No one dares to bear Downton's wrath, and the price will be blood and death.
The three elven cities are distributed in a triangle, with the main city deep in the center. If you want to attack it, you can only attack it slowly and destroy the two auxiliary cities first.
Attacking the main city by force or taking detours from both sides will be intercepted by the secondary city. As for sneak attacks from behind, there is no need to think about it. Not to mention the difficulty of sending troops, even if Downton has accumulated a large number of soldiers, with the hilly terrain
This poor terrain makes it impossible to expand.
The Queen of Anastasia's Shadow, referred to as Summer Shadow, obviously knew Downton's usual tactics, so the air force's bombing and land clearing met with desperate resistance from the evil elf air force.
After trying several strong attacks, Downton could not afford such losses, so he only put the air force on alert and began to advance from the ground.
Golems are expensive, fragile, bulky, require a lot of battlefield environment, and have strict logistics requirements. Dragon Hills is obviously not suitable for use.
Fortunately, there are still bombs in Downton.
In one camp, hundreds of natives were sitting in groups of twos and threes near the campfire eating. They were no longer wearing simple animal skin clothes, but were replaced by leather armor, with a giant burning blade embroidered on their chests. It represented fire.
Blade Clan.
"Any more? Give me another can!"
A native finished eating the can, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and asked the centenarian for some.
"Gone."
The Centurion looked unkind and couldn't help complaining. "You've already eaten three cans."
"But I'm not full!"
The natives clamored, and others took the opportunity to complain.
"It's gone anyway. If you want to eat, just wait until night!"
After the centurion finished speaking, he ignored these guys.
The natives asked for help but to no avail. They opened the kettle, filled the water with soup, and then, unwilling to give in, cut the tin can open with a dagger and licked the residue with their tongues.
"I have to say, the canned food in Delankfurt is really delicious, especially the fish one."
"I still like beef."
"Male, the life of the people in Frankfurt is really good. It is said that this is their daily lunch. You can just buy it if you want to eat it. It is very cheap. Oh, I really want to get my green card soon!"
The natives talked a lot.
"What's the use of getting a green card? If you go to a human country, won't you be discriminated against?"
Some conservatives don't believe it, "Those good words are just propaganda."
"Hey, I am ignorant. A distant cousin of mine has moved here because of his military exploits. His son is going to school with human children."
"Not bad. You can choose whether to go to a human town or an indigenous town. But even in the latter, the infrastructure is good, especially education. They are the best teachers."
"What to study? Arithmetic? We are destined to be cannon fodder."
Disputes arise. Some people are looking forward to a better life, while others are timid and have extremely low self-esteem.
"Anyway, Chief Downton is very powerful and a very nice person. What we eat and use are no different from those of human soldiers. Aren't we just fighting? Didn't we have to go to the battlefield before?"
Touching the steel knives and iron cans in their hands, the natives did not have any rebellious mentality towards combat. You know, this thing is said to be the trump card of Krupp Military Industry. It is only equipped with the main force. However, in order to reduce casualties, it is still distributed.
Arrive at the frontline troops.
"Oh, it would be great if Downton were aboriginal."
There are indigenous regrets.
In the past few years, the propaganda organization chaired by Abagong has not stopped and has been deifying Downton. In addition, Downton has indeed improved the lives of the indigenous people, which has established a good image for him.
The priests stationed in the hills, provided free medical treatment to the poor people of the tribes, distributed medicine and food, worked hard to alleviate disputes between tribes, built nursing homes, took in the elderly who had been abandoned by the tribes, and allowed those children to study in human schools...
By all means, now is finally the harvest season.
"Eat quickly and stop talking nonsense."
Before the Centurion had finished speaking, suddenly, a sharp arrow shot out, piercing his temple. Blood spattered and his body fell dead.
"Enemy attack!"
The natives shouted, not caring about the waste, throwing away the cans in their hands and going to get weapons.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Arrows rained down like rain, and the natives were shot over one after another. The temporary camp suddenly turned into a mess.
"Damn evil spirits, go to hell!"
A native bit off the ring of the tin can with his teeth and threw it in the direction of the arrow with all his strength.
boom!
In an explosion, the figure of an evil spirit was blown away.
The natives began to fight back, throwing the iron cans in a very systematic manner. For a moment, the evil elves who were sneaking around screamed.
"Go! Go! Go!"
The centurion leader died, and the deputy commander naturally became the supreme commander. If it had been left in the past, he would have retreated, but today, he roared and asked his subordinates to charge.
If you want to eat better and wear better clothes, you have to exchange them with military achievements. The indigenous people, who are used to living a hard life of hunger and hunger, cherish the opportunities they have now.
"Kill everyone, this is the only chance to escape from hell."
In the past, the natives would be timid, but now they charge like crazy.
Affected by the explosion, the arrow rain became much sparser, but some natives were still shot down. Fortunately, these guys were used to living in the jungle. Not only could the branches, leaves and shrubs not block their steps, but they could also serve as bunkers.
"Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"
The evil elf captain shouted that their mission was to harass and contain, not to fight to the death.
"A bunch of cowards!"
Some natives laughed arrogantly.
"What a great weapon!"
Many people lamented and cut off the heads of the corpses. In the past, they could only charge against the rain of arrows, but now, iron cans can disrupt the enemy's position and reduce casualties.
"How many times have I told you that combat merit is calculated based on the number of noses, not the heads." The deputy commander scolded. "And you, what does it mean to carry a corpse on your back?"
"Haha, I'm used to it."
The scolded natives threw away the corpses. They were frightened because they had nothing to eat before. Not to mention corpses, even rotting corpses could be eaten.
Amidst this harassment, the indigenous regiment advanced steadily, and ten days later, they finally appeared under the evil elf's auxiliary city.
Seeing an advanced base rising from the ground, Xia Ying couldn't sit still. Even the stupidest commander knew what this meant, so she launched an attack.
The evil elves and natives began to fight on this land, and the hot and humid blood turned the soil muddy.
"Reloading complete!"
"Prepare to launch. Release!"
The command sounded one after another, and then the commander of the thousand men gave the order, and the shooters picked up their mallets and slammed them on the machine bracket.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The arm of the catapult made a creaking and groaning sound, and launched the wooden barrel filled with gunpowder towards the elven army.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Groups of flames soared into the sky, and broken limbs flew around.
For the subsequent siege battle, the site needs to be cleared, and now is the time to carry out a carpet-like blow, killing the evil elves as well.
The goblin engineers were busy day and night. As more and more catapults were thrown into the battlefield, the evil elves' offensive was even less effective.
There is no way. Although the steam catapult is more efficient, it wastes transportation space. Subsequent transportation is also troublesome. It is better to cut the wood on the spot to make it. What Downton currently needs is bombs and supplies.
"Are these natives' brains broken? Why are they fighting to the death?"
Xia Ying was absolutely furious, and she also understood that she had misjudged Frankfurt's war potential. After seeing a large number of steam airships taking off in the forward base, she wisely gave up the attack.
"Wear them out with defense."
At the military meeting, Xia Ying spoke with great confidence, but he was very afraid of those gunpowder weapons.
"Queen, the enemy has begun to attack."
Halfway through the meeting, a messenger came rushing in.
"What? It's only been two days, right? His soldiers have already been assembled?"
Many people sat up in shock and wanted to launch a battle. The preparation work was the longest, and if Downton could do this, it meant that the war potential of Delankfurt they faced was too powerful to be possible.
imagine.
Not only the evil elves were frightened, but the chiefs also turned pale and trembled instinctively.
In the forward base, airship formations were like hard-working bees, landing and taking off, placing down a large amount of materials, soldiers, and supplies. In a short period of time, the warehouse was filled to the brim.
"Twenty days, Downton is not joking!"
Chief Frostfire took a breath. Fighting was about logistics. They thought that the hilly front was too long and difficult to walk, which would affect the combat effectiveness of the Downton Legion. But who knew they were using air transportation.
"Is that the famous Guns N' Roses line founded by Downton and Princess Sissi?"
Someone asked.
The previous Guns N' Roses logo was a cross of swords and roses, but now it has become Guns and Roses, which represents friendship and force, and is also the company's philosophy.
Please don't let the flower of friendship slip from our hands.
"Your Majesty, you are really prepared for a rainy day!"
The generals kept sending flattery.
"I used to just think about clinging to Bavaria's lap and find a backstage, so I established Guns N' Roses with Sissi. I never thought of using it in the war."
Downton sighed.
When the number of human soldiers reached 300,000, Downton issued the siege order, and the well-fed and drunk natives rushed towards the elf city with roars.
The air forces of both sides began to fight fiercely under the blue sky again. The elves knew the horror of bombing, so they refused to retreat. As the war progressed, more soldiers fell from the sky and were smashed to pieces. No one took a second look. (To be completed.)
Continued.)
ps: Is the benefit of having a fever to go to bed early so that your schedule can be restored?